In the sky of Beiping City, it was snowing again for some reason, and a carriage left in a hurry.

Xue Mulan glared, looked at the ninth uncle who was guarding the car door and said, "You get out of the way, I want to go with him!" ”

Uncle Nine couldn't laugh or cry.

When the mausoleum collapsed, the two princes scrambled to go back to the palace to report, she did not stop her, but she did not leave until they came out of Bianliang.

There was a wagon outside the tent, and they drove it out of the city.

Out of the east gate, Bianliang asked her to take two women to Xuchang, and he himself went back to Beiping City, saying that he was going to the prison to save people.

Bianliang wants to save people, Uncle Nine understands.

But this Miss Xue, she has to go alive or dead, so she doesn't understand it very much.

Where is Beiping City? What is the prison? You are a person who has not entered the holy world, but you are afraid that you will die as soon as you enter the city gate.

"I'm going to die." Uncle Nine persuaded.

"I can't let my eldest brother die alone!" Xue Mulan still insisted on getting out of the car.

"My aunt, do you know who he is?" Uncle Nine was helpless.

She didn't plan to reveal the identity of this young master, but when she met such a girl, she really couldn't help it.

Die? That's Li Changsheng! There is no place in the world to go!

"Of course I do!" Xue Mulan said quite seriously, "He is my eldest brother!" I taught him how to swordsmanship, I washed his clothes, I tied his hair, and who else in the world knew who he was better than I did? ”

Speaking of the latter, her tone became proud.

Uncle Nine looked at her in disbelief, and she read, "Smile less on your face, people don't talk much." ”

Xue Mulan took a sip, "That's him lying to you, if he is Li Changsheng, I am still Jiang Mingyue!" ”

However, Uncle Nine didn't let her get out of the car, she really couldn't help it.

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When it doesn't snow in Beiping City, there is snow on the ground, and this snow, when you walk, it is even more rustling.

There are not many people walking on such a snowy day, and Bianliang is one of them.

"Stop, where are you going?" A guard shouted at the gate of the city.

He just made his rounds as usual, because Bianliang's face was covered with mud and sand, and he looked suspicious.

"Go to the prison." Bianliang said, but his footsteps did not stop.

"Do you know where the prison is?" The guard sneered.

In these years, there are really everyone, go to prison, this person is afraid that he wants to go to prison and wants to go crazy.

Heavenly prison, that is not something that ordinary people can enter, even if it is a murderer, as long as the person killed is not the emperor's relatives and relatives, he will not be able to enter.

"I don't know, can you lead the way?" Bianliang stopped and said very kindly.

He was indeed negligent in this question.

"Hahaha... The guards burst out laughing.

He beckoned to his companions and said, "Come, come, come and see, this man said he was going to the prison." ”

The guards burst out laughing, and a few of them laughed and said, "Who do you think you are, go to prison?" ”

"That's it, I heard the city lord say last time that officials below the third grade are not qualified to enter at all." A voice said.

"The saints are not allowed to talk about it." Another said.

Bian Liang didn't want to meet this group of people in general, "If you don't want to say it, forget it, I'll ask someone else." ”

And he was about to go into the city.

"Hmph, you can't go to the prison, I'll take you to the prison of the yamen." The guard from earlier reached out and grabbed him.

"What a nuisance." Bianliang said, and the guards were thrown onto the city tower by him.

The laughter all around them stopped abruptly, and the faces of the guards changed to fear.

"This morning, I killed a guy named Qian Huiyan, who is said to be the president of the Beiping High Court." Bian Liang said.

He thought that this should let the guards know that they were powerful, and they would stop pestering him.

The guards bowed their heads, as if they were afraid.

Bianliang was happy when he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing behind him.

He turned and saw a guard in a blue helmet approaching him, slashing at him.

It turned out that they were cheating, Bianliang shook his head helplessly.

He didn't wave his hand, but let the knife slash at his chest, and his clothes were cut, but the knife was also broken.

The broken knife flew across the guard's face, splitting the eyebrow of his right eye in two.

The wound was not deep, and there was not much blood left, but the blood hung on the eyelashes, so that what the guard's right eye saw was covered with a layer of red blood, which looked particularly terrifying.

But the guard's heart, more terrifying than what he saw in front of him, the knife was broken, which meant that he slashed the saint.

The saint was furious, and the blood flowed like a river.

He doesn't want to die yet.

His hands began to shake, and the broken knife fell to the ground.

His legs were shaking, and he was on the verge of a knee.

"Do you know how to get to the prison?" Bian Liang asked.

His voice is still very flat, there is no threat to him, and he will not bully ordinary people.

However, he didn't have much hope, he just wanted to ask one more person to have more hope.

The guard pointed in a trembling direction.

He didn't dare to speak, nor did he dare to wipe the blood on his eyelashes, he only hoped that the saint in front of him would let him live.

But he did not have much hope, for he had heard that most of the saints were not very good-tempered.

However, this time, he actually survived by luck.

To his incredibleness, the saint also said to him, "Thank you." ”

He touched his head and watched Bianliang's figure slowly disappear in front of him, feeling like he was dreaming.

Anyway, it's good to be alive, he thought.

Suddenly, a cold knife pierced his chest.

"That's what happens to traitors." There was a voice behind him that was colder than a knife.

His body fell unwillingly.

He was unwilling because the voice was made by the boss who had asked him to sneak up earlier.

"Prison Alert." The voice sounded again, but the guards couldn't hear it.

The prison in Beiping City is two streets away from the palace of the three princes.

On the blue-gray building, there is a carved Pixiu, which is entrenched under the eaves, and two frightening eyes are staring straight ahead, making people shudder.

Underneath the Pixiu are two doors made of cyan boulders.

Once inside, you have to go down the stairs to reach your cell.

Xiao Fuqin is patrolling the cell.

He is the head of the prison, and it stands to reason that there is no need for him, an adult, to do this kind of thing.

But his men understood that the Lord's character was as industrious as his name.

The supervisor is diligent, how dare his subordinates be lazy.

No, the deputy chief manager Ma Jingjing was hurrying to report to him.

It's just that although the deputy manager's name is a static word, there are always a lot of words.

No, as soon as he got down the steps of the prison, he couldn't wait to salute Xiao Fuqin, who had his back to him, "Manager Xiao, Dongcheng is here to report, there is a saint who wants to break into the prison, and it is found that the person who came is Bianliang." ”

The name of the young master of the Bianjia family, in the eyes of the deputy head of the prison, is nothing, and there is no need to report it.

Xiao Fuqin turned around, and his face did not make waves.

"Secluded, tell me what you think." Xiao Fuqin is still very satisfied with this subordinate of his, for no other reason, this guy can speak.

Ma Jingjing said, "Dongcheng was going to report to Your Majesty, but I stopped me, there is an adult, the master of the Three Saints, and the prison is foolproof." ”

"Well done." Xiao Fuqin nodded with satisfaction.

To alarm His Majesty for such a trivial matter would be too derelict in his duties.

And he is not the only one of the three saints in the prison, and so is Ma Jingjing, but Ma Jingjing did not mention himself, which made him very useful in his heart.

"Prepare, don't let people dirty the bricks of the dungeon." Xiao Fuqin said, and continued to inspect the cell.

There weren't many people in the prison, which made him uncomfortable, because he liked to see the prisoners begging for mercy.

Especially Xue Liuguang, who was in the depths of the prison, always liked to hold his head high fearlessly, which made him very sad.

"Give water, Xue Liuguang." Before the others arrived, they had already shouted.

Immediately, a jailer pressed Xue Liuguang's head into the filthy pool of blood, and the smell was full of fish.

In front of me, who does not bow his head!

Xiao Fuqin sneered and walked forward.

And outside the prison, Ma was alone, standing quietly under Pixiu.

It is a great crime to break into the prison alone, and it is a great achievement to capture the sinner.

He didn't want others to take credit for him.

Sage? Hum! Ma Jing sneered in his heart.

In other places, maybe the saint can walk sideways, but in Beiping City, the saint is nothing!

Almost all the Three Sage masters in Hu Country are in Beiping.

Even if Qiu Mingshan of Chengdu came with his army of tens of thousands of saints, if there were no war equipment, he might not be able to attack Beiping.

Not to mention a mere saint.

However, it is not necessarily a good thing for him that Beiping City is too strong.

Being too strong means that there are fewer people making trouble, and being too strong also means that there are more people who can settle the troublemakers.

And today, his luck came.

Thinking of this, he smiled, he smiled, and those two eyes that were about the same as mice were even smaller than they could not be seen.

He laughed and wondered what he would do with the first words of this self-contained sinner when he came.

Say thank you? That couldn't express the meaning in his heart, and he waited for a long time for meritorious service.

You're finally here? It's kind of interesting.

"Finally waiting for you!" Ma said quietly to Bianliang, who was walking step by step.

This sentence best represents his heart, and he finally waited for the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, and maybe the position of the head of the prison should be changed to him.

"What are you waiting for? Waiting to die? Bianliang said angrily.

The horse's secluded tone made him uncomfortable, like the words of a man who has been hungry for three days when he sees food.

The poor tone alone didn't make him angry, and he was angry that he was being despised again.

It's such a domineering thing to break into the prison alone, but there is only one person guarding the door, who does he look down on!

The person in front of him was crazy enough, which made Ma Secluded even more interested.

He laughed, "It's impossible to die, and it's worthless to die." ”

The credit for capturing criminals alive must be greater than that of being killed, and the living ones can be mutilated and sent to the saint's shop.

"Then let's beat it half to death." Bianliang thought about it.

Since the other party doesn't kill him, then he doesn't want to kill either.

"That's it!" Ma said quietly, patted his chest and said, "Come, for the sake of your sincerity, let you punch two first." ”

For this person who didn't know where to come out and gave himself credit at the end of the year, he decided to be generous.

Moreover, if you take down the sinner without difficulty, how can this credit be as great as if you were beaten down twice.

Bian Liang walked up to him with some tears and laughter, "Then I'll really fight." ”

He stretched out his fist and deliberately shook it twice in front of the horse's secluded little eyes, hoping that the cocky fellow would change his mind.

Ma Jingjing actually pulled his fist to his chest, "With a little force, I'm okay." ”

"Forget it, it's better not to fight." Bianliang put away his fist and walked past him, heading towards the prison.

He was afraid that he would use too much strength and kill him with one punch.

"Big brother, don't fool me." Ma ran up to him, grabbed his arm and said, "You hit, hit hard, you're welcome." ”

Bianliang ignored him.

He still refused to give up, and continued, "If you have any conditions, just mention them, and I will try to satisfy you." ”

Bianliang finally stopped, and he said, "Don't blame me for the death." ”

"Yes, yes, don't blame, don't blame." The horse secluded swears a promise.

As he spoke, he walked to the front of Bianliang, turned his back to the gate of the prison and said, "Hit hard, hit hard, hit to the death, remember, when punching, you must be waist and horse together... ”

"Okay, don't be verbose." Bianliang interrupted his words with a punch, and also interrupted his vitality.